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He looks with compassion, and His lips once more softly pronounce, ‘Maiden, arise!’ and the maiden arises. The little girl sits up in the coffin and looks round, smiling with wide-open wondering eyes, holding a bunch of white roses they had put in her hand. “There are cries, sobs, confusion among the people, and at that moment the cardinal himself, the Grand Inquisitor, passes by the cathedral.
In my concern at this mad trick I couldn't help appealing to her sympathetic common sense. "Isn't he a fool?" I said with feeling. "Perfect idiot," she agreed warmly, looking at me straight with her wide-open, earnest eyes and the dimple of a smile on her cheek. "And that," I pointed out to her, "just to save twenty minutes or so in meeting you."
They are at the rectory. I am going, mother." "Stop a moment, Steve. This is now my affair." Stephen looked at his mother with amazement. Her countenance, her voice, her whole manner, had suddenly changed. An expression of angry purpose was in her wide-open eyes and firm mouth, as she asked, "Can you or Jamie, or any of the men, drive me to Kendal?" "To-day?" "I want to leave within an hour."
A massive forefoot bristling with claws an inch long streaked through the air and fell on the serpent's head with a thud, followed by another, equally crushing; long, white teeth set in wide-open jaws flashed for an instant ere they met to sever the mutilated head from the quivering body.
"Well," said Hal slowly, after some hesitation, "I don't know but you are right." "Of course I'm right," declared Chester. "We can't stand by and have a man shot because of us." He turned to the French officer, who stood by with wide-open mouth while this conversation progressed. "Can you furnish us with a couple of French uniforms?" he asked. "Why, yes," was the reply, "but I "
Billy scarce breathed. The samurai turned restlessly, and then, with a start, sat up with wide-open eyes. At the same instant iron fingers closed upon his throat and the long sword of his dead daimio passed through his heart. Byrne held the corpse until he was positive that life was extinct, then he dropped it quietly back upon its pallet, and departed to search the adjoining dwelling.
But what was their surprise on beholding a tall edifice of white marble, with a wide-open portal, occupying the spot where their humble residence had so lately stood! "There is your home," said the stranger, beneficently smiling on them both. "Exercise your hospitality in yonder palace as freely as in the poor hovel to which you welcomed us last evening."
Suddenly there rose up before Catherine Nagle a dreadful scene of that great Revolution drama of which she had been so often told as a child. She saw, with terrible distinctness, the severed heads of men and women borne high on iron pikes, and one of these blood-streaked, livid faces was that of James Mottram the wide-open, sightless eyes, his eyes....
"Eve," I said, "when are you going to let me announce our engagement?" "Our what?" she demanded. "Engagement," I repeated. "I have proposed to you two or three times. I will do it again if you like." "Pray don't!" she begged. "You are not going to tell me, are you," she added, looking at me with wide-open eyes, "that I have accepted you?" "You haven't refused me," I pointed out.
If she could only slip as noiselessly out by the foot of the bed, interpose between him and the door and that one wide-open window, then scream for help and grab him as he sprang, she might hope to hold him a second or two, and then Brent and Dr. Frank would be upon him. All her trembling was from excitement: she knew no thought of fear.
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